Quotes from Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Take care of your body with steadfast fidelity. The soul must see through these eyes alone, and if they are dim, the whole world is clouded.

Thinking is easy, acting is difficult, and to put one's thoughts into action is the most difficult thing in the world.

Take care of your body with steadfast fidelity.

If you want to make life easy, make it hard.

Just begin and the mind grows heated; continue, and the task will be completed!

We are the slaves of objects around us, and appear little or important according as these contract or give us room to expand.

Music is liquid architecture; Architecture is frozen music.

I have found among my papers a sheet . . . in which I call architecture frozen music.

People should talk less and draw more. Personally, I would like to renounce speech altogether and, like organic nature, communicate everything I have to say visually.

Flowers are the beautiful hieroglyphics of nature with which she indicates how much she loves us.

It is the nature of grace always to fill spaces that have been empty.

It is in human nature to relax, when not compelled by personal advantage or disadvantage.

Nature does not suffer her veil to be taken from her, and what she does not choose to reveal to the spirit, thou wilt not wrest from her by levers and screws.

Stood I, O Nature! man alone in thee, Then were it worth one's while a man to be.

What is part of you, you cannot get rid of, even if you were to throw it away.

Could we perfect human nature, we might also expect a perfect state of things.

Nature is so perfect that the Trinity couldn't have fashioned her any more perfect. She is an organ on which our Lord plays and the devil works the bellows.

The most damaging prejudice consists of banning any kind of investigation of nature.

It's in the anomalies that nature reveals its secrets.

There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One of these is roots, the other, wings.

A leaf that is destined to grow large is full of grooves and wrinkles at the start. Now if one has no patience and wants it smooth offhand like a willow leaf, there is trouble ahead.

Over all the mountain tops is peace. In all treetops you perceive scarcely a breath. The little birds in the forest are silent. Wait then; soon, you too, will have peace.

The highest happiness of man ... is to have probed what is knowable and quietly to revere what is unknowable.

A person is never happy till their vague strivings has itself marked out its proper limitations.